More than Santa
During the Christmas season, I was reminded of how the things we get as gifts are really nice, but the thrill of them all seems to fade pretty quickly. Of course, time with family fades much more slowly and offers us memories for years. But, I’ve found that I often try and fill my heart with the best scraps from the world and sooner than later a tired empty feeling comes about. I pray you enjoy this poem and a message of true life at Christmas.
I'm tired and need a savior here
My will can fight no more
I need a comfort and a grace
To lift me off the floor
Truth be told, I'm nearly dead
I've tried to fill the gaps
And now I see what I have done
I've filled my heart with scraps
Even Santa can't fulfill
The greatest need in me
I yearn for something deeper still
Something more than glee
Toys and gifts they have their place
Something fast and new
But what I think I really need
I've barely got a clue
It seems it's not a thing or tool
It's not something to build
But deeper and more permanent
Perhaps my soul must yield
It's not a gadget or a tool
But likely it's unseen
Something to fulfill my heart
A story I must glean
I yearn for peace deep in my soul
Where things no longer fit
And if this peace does come my way
I pray it's not through grit
What I need comes from above
Not from the earth below
It comes as I surrender now
Now I think I know!
It is a Person, ah behold!!
Someone to close abide
A holy friend that truly fills
A heart now open wide.